NUR
Maybe some people don’t like to tag along. There is no need to say that I’m not like them. I love going out and will beg if I have to. No pride issues.
It’s not like I can miss all the fun that Ahyan’s having. Maybe I’m into the whole danger scene. Well, curious, most definitely. And that’s exactly why I’m sitting in Ahyan’s car-what was its name again?-and staring at his face.
Something about him seems off. He is a little angry, sure. But he also seems . . . nervous? Ahyan and nervous? Impossible to believe.
Still. It’s a rare sight and I’m going my best to take it all in. The frown lines, the squinted eyes and the pursed lips. There is also the occasional tightening of his hands on the steering wheel.
I’d be a little scared if I wasn’t fascinated.
“Can you stop staring?” He s
